Nightfall Chapter 65: Countless hands

This is the deepest part of Prajna Peak. Whether it is to the top of the peak, to the cliff or to the bottom of the Tiankeng, the distance is more than ten miles, no difference.

The sound of the surface of the mountain can't reach here, the sound of the underground river can't reach here, there won't be any sound here, dead silence is like a tomb.

The first person looked at the two iron arrows on his chest, feeling the clear pain, remembering that he had not felt this way for many years, some fresh and some vivid, and his old face showed self-deprecating emotion.

He has been practicing Buddha for countless years before reaching the pinnacle. It is not bad for him to become a King Kong. He thought that after the Master ascended to heaven, no one would be able to threaten him. Who would have thought that he would be twice in a row after several years. He was defeated by two disciples of the college.

"Do you think this can imprison me?"

"You will not drink or eat, hear no sound, see no light, you will become weak and old, or die from hunger, or despair and mad, or you may survive or even break free from these two iron arrows. Walk out of the gloomy cave with supreme perseverance... But by then, the Buddhist kingdom that you have defended will have been destroyed by my iron sword."

This passage of Jun Mo is not a threat, let alone a threat—threat and intimidation has never been his way of fighting—he is just stating the facts.

Only because it is the fact that the statement is so peaceful, is it truly terrifying. No food, no sound, no light, loneliness and isolation... What kind of torture, no one but Liansheng has experienced it. Even Liansheng was tortured almost mad. The first lecture will eventually fall. How does one end?

The first seat is difficult and difficult. Looking at Jun Mo, he said compassionately: "My Buddha is merciful."

He should have pityed his miserable experience. He was sad for his **** life in the next few years or even decades, but he felt sorry for the other party. Pity the choice of the academy.

If you change to someone else, you will face the first seat's peaceful and compassionate gaze at this time, or will introspect, or even feel ashamed, but Jun Mo will not.

"You Buddha is merciful, but the academy is not merciful? Arrogant and disgusting."

Jun Mo said blankly: "For countless years, this Buddhist country has transformed countless living people into bones and slaves countless souls. Mountain peaks made of human bones, golden roof painted with human blood, and the wonderful world of bliss? Nether, destroy all of this, kill you and these bald donkeys, that is true compassion."

After saying this, he didn't say anything. Turned around and walked out of the cliff cave, flicking his sleeves at will, and the iron sword broke through the air and rose again, cutting down countless cliff rocks, blocking this passage to the death, wind and rain, light and air could not enter.

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Ning Que waited on the wall for three days and three nights. The whole world also waited for three days and three nights. Whether it was the butcher in the small town or Hengmu in Qinghe County, they were silent for three days and three nights, waiting for his arrow to shoot.

In the past or still possible. He will not shoot iron arrows-the so-called big killer, which is the most deterrent when it is not used. Moreover, once such a method is used, it will break the balance between the two sides, and Ning Que does not dare to act rashly.

But it's different now. The master floated down to Taoshan and disappeared. The drinker no longer stared at the academy. The balance of the spiritual world had been broken. More importantly, the world felt Ning Que's anxiety, so he would definitely shoot today.

Two holes appeared outside Chang'an City. They were not tunnels formed by space tearing, nor were they real arrow holes. They were just condensation clouds formed by iron arrows.

Two condensed clouds, extending towards the western horizon, disappeared after dozens of miles, which is enough to see where the direction is pointing.

Two straight cloud lines appeared in the blue sky, just like the rainbow that emerged from the ground in the sky back then, which are extremely rare spectacles.

Many people in Chang'an brought their old and young people to the street to see them, discussing happily, and inferring which enemy powerhouse Mr. Thirteen shot and killed. The controversy in the teahouse was even more intense. Some people said it was Shan Yu from the King's Court of the Golden Account, and some people said it was a gift left by Haotian to the world. The little slave named Ah Da...

At the beginning of the war, Tang was the enemy of the whole world, and people were dying in the frontier every moment. People's emotions were inevitably depressed and gloomy. Today these two arrows finally succeeded in refreshing their spirits and even felt like a carnival. .

Ning Que was also looking at the two condensation clouds in the sky. The sky light fell on his face, making his face paler, and his eyes were filled with joy. The two iron arrows made him lose countless spirits. Also let him gain a lot.

There are some weapons that are very different from the legends: such as the chessboard left by the Buddha, such as Yulan Ling, such as some sacred tools recorded in the Taoist sect, and the few books of the heavens that have just begun to show the terrifying power in the world. Of course, we must not forget the city of Chang'an left by the master, but most of those weapons come from gods, or the remains of figures like husband and Buddha.

Weapons that are made by practitioners but can show legendary power are very rare. The only thing that still exists today is the Yuan Thirteen Arrows except for the Heshan Pan made by the former Xian of the Academy and the former master of Mochiyuan.

To this day, Ning Que’s iron arrow has already shaken the world. All practitioners know that it is a terrifying weapon, but they really understand the principle and why the iron arrow has such unimaginable power. Only the people behind the academy.

The power of the Yuan Thirteen Arrows lies in Ning Que's original whimsical vision and the incredible practical ability of the people in the academy. The strength is that it is a kind of talisman arrow.

Everyone thinks that the Yuan Thirteen Arrows are arrows, but they are not.

Fu arrows, not arrows, but symbols.

Or, the Yuan Thirteen Arrows should be regarded as a kind of arrow symbol.

Every time an iron arrow hits the world, Ning Que writes a talisman in the world.

The moment the iron arrow left the bowstring, the rune pattern on the shaft of the arrow was engraved. It does not mean that the rune has been written. On the contrary, that is the first stroke of the real rune. Only when the iron arrow appeared in front of the target, would the last stroke fall there, and at this point could it be said that Ning Que had finished writing the talisman.

The talisman is a whole, without any strokes, it is not considered complete. The process of Ning Que's archery is naturally also a whole. From the iron arrow to the target, the process cannot be cut, so once the iron arrow is shot. It is powerful and indestructible.

The big talisman written by Tiejian is self-contained, naturally there is no need for the concept of time and space. So the performance is even more unimaginable than Wuyuan. At the same time, because the characters are connected from the beginning to the end, Ning Que doesn't need to look at it. He only needs to know where the last stroke should fall, then he can let the iron arrow fall.

In his sea of ​​knowledge, when he was writing the talisman, the city of Chang'an and the distant Western Wilderness were essentially linked, and the arrow finally fell on the cliff. Appeared in front of the first lecturer, this talisman was finished. Space can't cut this talisman, can't stop that iron arrow, and coupled with the power of Chang'an City, what about the Buddha's body that is not damaged by the King Kong?

When the Academy first developed the Yuan Thirteen Arrows, no one really fully understood the principle, Jun Mo couldn't. Ning Que couldn't. It wasn't until a long time later that he shot and killed Grandpa Cui at the ceremonial ceremony of the light a thousand miles away.

Today, at the city wall of Chang'an, two arrows were shot towards the extreme western wasteland. He has gained some knowledge about how to write this kind of big talisman, and he knows that this is a very important thing for him, and it is no less than the first arrow shot itself, because this is what the teacher Yan Se expects of himself before his death. It's also what I was destined to do.

Of course, just as Long Qing calculated. Yuan Thirteen Arrows needs to be cooperated-he is far away from Jun Mo. Tie Jian cannot transmit any information in advance in the talisman process before he manifests itself. He can only wait, hoping that the second brother can count what he wants. What, I hope to see the first seat in the sea of ​​knowledge.

Jun Mo fought in the underground world for several years, and only once traversed the mountain, and once handed over with the first lecturer. Ning Que's expectation seemed more like extravagance or wishful thinking beforehand, but he did so. Once done, it will be three days and three nights.

It turns out that Ning Que was right. There is no connection between him and Jun Mo, the brothers, but they naturally have a tacit understanding of each other.

Just like the iron arrow, no one can cut it off.

Ning Que didn’t know the current situation of the Xuankong Temple, or whether the first lecturer was seriously injured by his iron arrow, but he could clearly feel that his two arrow charms were written perfectly, so the second brother must Will do the rest well.

The only regret is that these two iron arrows made him wear out badly. Transporting the power of Chang'an City to the far west, even if he is in his current state, it is somewhat difficult to bear the weight. At this time, the Shocking Array is constantly supplementing his power of thought, but in a short time he can no longer shoot images. Two iron arrows that were as powerful as before.

Otherwise, he will shoot all the iron arrows in the quiver, and he will not stop until he completely shoots the first seat of the lecture. No one knows better than him how important it is to help the second brother destroy the Buddha country as soon as possible. one thing.

Jun Mo dragged down the entire Buddhist sect and the two countries of the Kingdom of the Right Account and the Moon Wheel in the Western Wilderness, and seemed to bear a heavy burden for the Academy and the Kingdom of Tang, but Ning Que even hoped that he could return to Chang'an City. That iron sword should be swayed on a larger stage, and his iron sword should kill the more powerful ones, such as the one who is walking towards Taoshan.

Ning Que retracted his gaze, no longer looked at the two condensed clouds in the sky, and turned to look to the east. Just when everyone thought he would retract the bow, he bent his bow again and took the arrow again, and then there was no sign In time, shot an arrow towards the east!

Many people in Chang'an are watching the excitement under the city wall, because the city wall is too high to see the picture above, but can vaguely see Ning Que's movements.

Looking at him suddenly bending his bow again, there was an exclamation from below the city wall, and the crowds crowded here like a tide, wanting to see more clearly.

The crowd suddenly became silent, watching the iron arrow break away from the bowstring, accompanied by a soft clank, and disappear into the cold winter wind.

Boom! It was the voice of the tens of thousands who sang in unison. It was a sigh and shock. It was no regrets to be able to see this scene with his own eyes, and it was a cheer for Mr. Shuyuan.

A clear and straight condensation cloud appeared in the blue sky again, as if the previous iron arrow tore the heaven and earth vitality and even the heaven and earth itself into a path, but in fact the iron arrow created itself in the world A road, a road that is not between heaven and earth, is the way to connect Fujian's strokes!

Fu Jian is the arrow talisman, and the final stroke of Ning Que's talisman falls in the distant city of Chengjing!

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Yan Guocheng is snowing. The faint lead cloud kept squeezing down pure white snow flakes, and deep in the clouds, faint light cyan lightning flashed from time to time. Some lightning actually penetrated the clouds and came to the desolate field with the falling snow. .

Winter thunder is shaking, Xia Yuxue...

Snow and wind are common at this time. Lightning is extremely rare, and the picture looks strange. It seems that there is great danger, or some power shuttles in it.

Long Qing wiped the snow off his shoulders and looked into the depths of the clouds outside the city. He looked through the falling snow and landed on those high places with a serious expression.

Vaguely, he saw a green robe floating by. It's just that the snow is too heavy there and the lightning is too dense. He could not be sure whether what he saw was real or an illusion.

Suddenly a faint shadow passed by in the high-altitude blizzard, and several flashes of lightning struck the figure down. It looked extremely dangerous and the picture was extremely shocking.

Long Qing confirmed that what he saw this time was real, because the figure floated over the wall of Chengjing City, and he even vaguely smelled a smell.

The big brother's cotton coat was scorched by the lightning in the clouds. If his reaction was a little slower at the previous moment, or he had already bid farewell to the world, his description would be extremely embarrassing, the cotton in the cracks of the cotton coat and the blood flowing out were smeared together in a mess. It's ugly.

Long Qing's expression suddenly shrank, and the snowflakes around his body suddenly swayed away. When he swept his right hand in the snow, there was a very dark black peach blossom protecting him.

In the capital of Song Dynasty. Mr. Da did not shoot him because the alcoholic was on his side. It was also because he had a scroll of the heavenly book in his hand. At this time, the heavenly book was still in his arms, but he confirmed that Li would slowly take action against himself—anyone could figure it out, risking a strange risk to break away from the realm without distance and appear in Mr. Big in the capital, always do something.

As Long Qing expected, the big brother rushed to the wall, holding a very ordinary stick in his hand, and knocking it on his head.

Where did Long Qing dare to neglect, he greeted him with the black natal peach blossom in his right hand, and his left hand had already clenched the fragment of the sand scroll, ready to work hard at any time.

The seemingly inconspicuous stick actually has a lot of origin. It was a baton made by the Master himself after he founded the academy. It was specially used to beat disobedient students. After the Master came to the sky, this baton Naturally it was handed over to the big brother.

The watcher who once beaten this stick has been floating away in the South China Sea for decades and dared not make landfall. He has also killed the Lord of the Moon in the wilderness in front of Congling, just like the most primitive use of this stick. It is natural for the teacher to beat the students. How can students avoid it? Since it cannot be avoided, it is usually unavoidable.

Long Qing knew that he could not avoid this stick, he could only use his natal peach blossoms. In his current body, there are thousands of Taoist practitioners with the power of mind and spirit. In terms of quantity alone, he is invincible in the world. To Mr. Da's stick, he didn't dare to underestimate any enemy, and he released all realms without hesitation.

The stick fell on the peach blossom.

The peach blossoms naturally withered. The teachers and apprentices of the academy always like to have trouble with the peach blossoms of the Taoist school.

Long Qing's face became extremely pale, and the scar became very clear as a result. It was no longer as inconspicuous as usual, but looked hideous. His arms trembled constantly and his feet were sunken in the city wall. , Difficult to extricate themselves.

The black peach blossoms dispersed, and countless powdery gravels were blowing around with the vitality of heaven and earth, and the protruding bricks and stones on the city wall were blown into powder!

The elder brother did not stop, and disappeared into the snowy sky again, passing through the terrifying lightning, and chasing after the cyan coat of clothing at the earliest.

Long Qing's expression is fairly calm, but there is a deep palpitation in his eyes. He knows that the blue robe he saw at the beginning is also real. Mr. Da is following the Lord, only to see himself on the wall of Chengjing, temporarily Moved out and hit himself with a stick.

A random stick will force him to perform a full-body cultivation level. If Mr. Da concentrates on hitting a stick, will he be able to stop it?

Long Qing thought about these problems, but didn't know that there were more serious problems waiting for him. He didn't realize that the wind and snow outside the city wall seemed to stagnate for a moment.

There are arrows from Chang'an.

An iron arrow appeared in front of Long Qing.

Long Qing's face was extremely pale, but at this time he became flushed, as if the blood flowing in his veins suddenly accelerated countless times.

His blood began to burn at this moment, and the consciousness left by countless Daomen seniors began to help him respond in the shortest time.

A black peach blossom bloomed on his chest again. Compared with the previous one, this **** was much smaller, crystal clear, like the most precious gem, the petals trembled in the wind. It looks pitiful and pitiful.

In fact, this seemingly fragile little **** is terrifying, and the petals are filled with the breath of infinite dying, and the power of thought with countless breaths flowing.

The iron arrow shot on the peach blossom.

There is a hole between Long Qing's chest and abdomen, which was shot by Ning Que with Yuan Thirteen Arrows. This seemingly weak black peach blossom came out of that hole.

This black peach blossom is not his natal peach blossom, but his second life.

Long Qing didn't plan to let Ning Que's Iron Arrow shoot himself through another hole this time.

The moment the black peach blossom blocked the iron arrow, his hands had reached the air in front of him at some unknown time, and he tightly held the iron arrow shaft.

Unimaginable power came from the dark iron arrow. Long Qing's ten fingers caught the countless vitality of the world in the wind and snow of the wasteland, and still couldn't control it.

On the contrary, his hands were torn in an instant, and blood began to drip.

Just as the first drop of blood was about to leave the shaft of the arrow, another pair of hands fell on the shaft of the iron arrow. They were pale hands that did not look like humans.

That is still Long Qing's hand.

Behind Long Qing, a humanoid silhouette faintly appeared, which was very vague in the wind and snow, and seemed to be scattered at any time.

The second hands still couldn't stop the iron arrow.

Long Qing screamed, and suddenly there were countless figures in the snow and wind behind him. Those figures were very faint. Under the sun, they couldn’t see the details at all. They could only be sure that they were all human beings, who obeyed his will. .

In the screaming sound, the figures collectively stretched their hands forward, like those hungry ghosts searching for food in pain, or sinners seeking liberation, reaching out to the iron arrow.

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